Oh, how He loves me so,
He loves me in the worst of storms,
He loves me when I'm afraid,
or even when I'm mad at Him,
He takes my hand, and last of all,
I love him.
-my sister
There is an old poem
Well known to many
Framed on walls, in simple homes
And this verse
Gives me pause
Is it true God walks with us
And carries us sometimes?
Now i believe He really does,
Because of what I've seen
He has walked by me,
and held my hand
in times of trial and pain
And since I know
That He has been, and always will be with me
I trust that He will carry me
When I can't go on much further
The walk of faith
That I will take
It won't be short or easy
But how I know
I'm not alone,
I walk with my friend Jesus.
-by my mom
Sinners, sinners, everywhere,
We would be dead without God's tender care
Only because of God's infinite love,
Do we have a chance to go to heaven above
Through a violent storm
God keeps alive so we don't have to mourn.
The Lord's love sent His only Son
His plan was perfectly done
God's love and tender care
Is what keeps us from falling into Satan's snare.
- by me
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